Standing far away, Qin Fengming had no intention of stepping forward to intervene,
because among the three cultivators besieging the eighth-level Hezhi beast, none was a Great Cultivator above the Ghost Lord stage. One was an early Ghost Lord cultivator in his thirties or forties, while the other two were a middle-aged man and an old man, both at the mid Ghost Lord stage.
Although the three had seen several cultivators appear nearby, they did not stop their hands in the slightest.
At that moment, under the combined attacks of the three, the Hezhi beast had been forced into an extremely passive position. Although wave after wave of sound waves, solid as matter, kept blocking the magic treasures and secret techniques striking toward it, its cultivation was ultimately no match for the three men. Wave after wave of attacks still cleaved into its body, wrapped in thick beast hide.
If the three cultivators had not intended to kill it, the Hezhi beast would have long since been split in two.
Seeing several cultivators of the same stage appear, the three men naturally showed slight changes in expression. The middle-aged early Ghost Lord cultivator's face tightened, and with a flash of his body, he blocked the path of Rong Qing and the others.
"Fellow Daoists, this Hezhi beast already belongs to my Asura Sect. This Nan's grandfather is the Asura Sect's Sect Master. I hope all of you will refrain from interfering."
Faced with five mid-stage Ghost Lords closing in on them, the three cultivators likewise flashed a strange light in their eyes. Although they showed little fear, the middle-aged cultivator still stepped forward and announced his affiliation.
Asura Sect. The moment Li Changshan and the other two first heard the name of this sect, their expressions changed sharply.
This sect